Ice Cube

Ice Cube - U Ain't Gonna Take My Life

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Mr. Dirty Harry  you look really scary
 With your .357  officer Kevin
 Spent 11 years on the force trying to get mine
 Head got the flat top  boots got the spit shine
 Don't give a fuck about my neighborhood
 Just wanna do your eight hours  then hit the showers
 Shoot a brother down adn you don't send flowers
 Goddamn sherrif  can't wait to tarriff
 A chunk of a nigga ass, but watch a nigga blast
 And get away nigga fast
 You ain't gonna have me face down no more
 You ain't gonna have a chance to clown no more
 To the boys in blue, I got kids too
 Ain't going out like a jigaboo, no no no
 On my way to the store
 You see me in a Range Rover, now you gotta pull me over
 But where oh where is the ticket?
 You got your hand on your gun cause you're wicked
 You don't like the face of the original man
 But you gotta treat me like an individual man
 Talk right and I'll talk right back
 Show some goddamn respect to the black
 Cause I gotta get back to my wife
 But I'm sorry, you ain't gonna take my life

 Just because you got a badge
 Did you think Ice Cube was gonna wave the white flag?
 Cracker please, you can yell freeze
 I'd rather die standing up than die on my knees
 You think you can do anything you want to do
 To my crew when you come through, man fuck you
 Shooting up South Central
 Catch your ass slipping at a rent show
 Could have popped you off, one dead cop
 But I know you got a wife and a dog named Spot
 I show a little mercy cause I'm civilized
 Looking through a nigga's eyes at a much bigger prize
 But when I saw Rodney it got me so hot
 Made me wanna go out and pop me a cop
 Cause every time you see me sagging
 Here comes the Grand Dragon, in the motherfucking patty wagon
 Try to play me like a trick
 Sometimes you act like a dick, Mr. Nightstick
 Back then, I used to throw my Mack-10
 But nowadays you got the black skin
 Back then you don't like the voice of a nigga named Ice
 But you ain't gonna take my life

 You man let's get an understanding
 I know that your job is demanding
 But I only got me one life to live
 You only got about six shots to give
 And I got a big AK with a 50-round clip
 So why should we trip?
 You ain't gonna punk me, so what you trying for?
 Ain't no job worth dying for, is it?
 Might pay a visit to Petey Wheatstraw
 When you stop me on the shore, officer of the law
 And if I did something wrong, you can lock me up
 Never never never gonna sock me up
 So next time you have the urge, all of the sudden
 To fuck with a nigga for nothing
 Think about me, a brother that's 23
 I got a son and a J-O-B
 So before you pull your gun, you'd better think twice
 Pig, cause you ain't gonna take my life
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Publisher: EMI

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Released in: 2003

Language: English

Appearing on: The Predator (1992)

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